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"It's definitely doable," Eon muttered to himself, wiping a slick layer of virtual sweat and slime residue from his brow. The two-on-one battles were still a brutal, chaotic scramble, but he was winning more than he was losing. Each victory was a hard-fought testament to his growing power and slowly improving technique. The goal of fifty Strength no longer felt like a distant dream; it felt like a grueling, but achievable, marathon.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQFq57Gg6HA
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But his ambitious new strategy had an unforeseen side effect. A deep, gurgling rumble echoed from his stomach, a sharp and painful reminder of the game's relentless realism. Right. No more food.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzSbdoVCK3W
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He’d understood the basic mechanic: health would replenish slowly from resting, but the process was drastically accelerated if you had recently eaten. During his one-on-one grind, the slow trickle of natural regeneration had been enough. He’d rest, his health would fill, and he’d move on. But now, the two-on-one fights were costing him. Each encounter chipped away significantly more of his health bar, forcing him to sit and rest for much, much longer between engagements. The food he’d bought for the day, calculated for a less strenuous workout, had been burned through hours ahead of schedule.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnWOO1lKHGw
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He looked toward Haven's Reach. The sun was high overhead; it was properly afternoon now. The serene morning hours were long gone, replaced by the peak time for players. The village would be a roaring cacophony of shouts, trade spam, and, undoubtedly, mockery for the classless player covered in slime guts.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1nqDYWJkxO
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He hesitated, the old instinct to avoid crowds and judgment making him want to just sit right there in the field and wait for his health to crawl back up. It would take forever.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDnTsVRjO0A
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Then he looked at his fists. Strength 36. He’d earned that. He’d fought for it.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGBIhGmYP5S
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"Eh, screw it," he said aloud, his voice firmer than he felt. "Let's go!"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdAQRY2Mlwt
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The walk to the village gate was shorter than he remembered, his strides longer and more confident. But as he passed through the archway, the wall of sound hit him like a physical force. The marketplace was a teeming hive of activity. Players clustered around quest givers, argued over prices at stalls, and showed off new gear. The air was thick with overlapping conversations and the clang of the blacksmith's hammer.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEv0cXMk3VG
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He kept his head down, aiming a direct line for Martha's stall. The comments started almost immediately.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwYkQFKM3k0
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"Well, well, if it isn't the slime king! Out of your kingdom for supplies?" a warrior leaning against a wall called out.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrdqtluQYvE
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"Damn, dude, what died on you?" a mage pinched her nose dramatically as he passed.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsXFOkR8DF6
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"Hey, no-class! You gonna try and buy gear again? Let's watch!" another player jeered, eliciting laughter from his group.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQr3Ssv9PWH
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Eon’s jaw tightened, but he didn't stop. He didn't engage. He focused on the goal: food. He pushed through the crowd, finally reaching Martha's fruit stand.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIBzrqS83Fj
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Martha’s cheerful expression faltered for a split second as he approached, likely due to the smell. But it quickly softened into a look of maternal concern. "Oh, dearie! You look like you've been through the wringer! And you smell like you lost!"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuSY9yOfJBR
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"Just… hungry," Eon managed, his face flushing. He willed his inventory to appear, offering up the massive haul of slime cores and mucus.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOBXFkgcsET
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Martha’s eyes went wide. "Good heavens! The alchemist will be thrilled. He's been running low." She quickly tallied the goods. "This is quite the haul… let's see… that comes to one silver and fifteen copper!"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYMZtCXdgex
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The notification appeared in a glorious, shimmering font.
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Eon’s heart leapt. His first silver! The milestone was even more satisfying than he’d imagined.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ56rIDdvCVs
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"Now," Martha said, leaning forward. "You need something substantial. Not just an apple. You need some of Veli's meat pies. Stick to your ribs, they will. And maybe a bath!" she added with a wink.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA0TuJzZwX3
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Eon couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, Martha."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDOLQL2JgMY
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He took his new wealth and fought his way through the crowd to the baker's stall. He bought two thick, gravy-filled meat pies and a large waterskin. The cost was a mere ten copper. He devoured one pie right there, the rich, savory flavor instantly vanquishing the gnawing hunger and causing his health bar to not only refill but glow slightly, indicating a temporary regeneration bonus.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡctkcz0guWk
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Feeling better, both physically and mentally, he turned to leave. The jeers of the players seemed quieter now, more distant. He had silver in his pocket and a full stomach. Their words couldn't touch that.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvDMmlGRc7X
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he bought some buckets of water, dosing himself with it. refreshing.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzeX10MQRCB
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He was almost to the gate when he saw it again: the rundown building with the book sign. This time, the door was slightly ajar. A flicker of curiosity, stronger than his desire to avoid the crowd, made him pause. He had a little time. And for the first time, he had a little coin.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwuD27ucrKF
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Taking a deep breath, he veered off his path and approached the mysterious shop.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNeVKcDfMO
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He approached the weathered building, his steps slowing. The door, which had been just ajar before, was now definitely open, revealing a dim interior. The hanging sign with its faded book icon now also had a smaller, hand-carved wooden sign dangling beneath it that simply read: "OPEN."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ83sxWJk4v
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Taking a final, steadying breath, Eon pushed the door open and stepped inside.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMBHtaTWYbo
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The interior was exactly what the outside promised: a cluttered, dusty, and wonderfully chaotic mess. Towers of books were piled haphazardly on every available surface, threatening to topple at the slightest vibration. The air smelled of old paper, leather, and a faint, sweet hint of some unknown herb. Light filtered through a single, grimy window, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the air.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSmJr05eVQW
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He’d taken only two steps into the room when a figure detached itself from the shadows behind a particularly precarious stack of scrolls.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡldvEnxBlgl
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Eon’s reaction was instantaneous and primal. His heart shot into his throat. He stumbled back a step, his hands flying up into the defensive boxing stance he’d been drilling for days, his weight dropping onto the balls of his feet.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVxlBY6G86j
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It was a girl. She was pale, her skin almost as white as the pages of the books surrounding her, with a cascade of jet-black hair that fell straight down to her waist. She was holding a large, leather-bound tome clutched to her chest like a shield, her eyes wide not with fear, but with a sharp, bird-like curiosity. She looked no older than he was.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVspZXHDTFl
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For a long second, they just stared at each other, Eon frozen in his fighting pose, the girl unblinking.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4mEQWtwK1K
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Then, her voice cut through the silence, dry and matter-of-fact, completely at odds with her ethereal appearance. "Entrance fee. Twenty copper."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡarqLglIxcL
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Eon slowly, sheepishly, lowered his hands. His face burned with embarrassment. "S-sorry. You… surprised me." He fumbled in his inventory, pulling out the coins and placing them in her outstretched hand. Her fingers were cool and slender.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlC3WuNLsUe
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As the coins disappeared, he dared to look around at the shelves. He reached out tentatively and pulled a random, thin volume from a stack. The cover was faded, the title illegible. He opened it. The pages were filled with dense, spidery script and diagrams of… herbs?16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDLnrriz9Lx
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"How much for this one?" he asked.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdsSeyRRWl8
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The girl didn't even look. "One silver."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡorjibtlVYO
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Eon’s eyes widened. "One silver? For this?" He gestured with the book. "It's just a… a pamphlet!"16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGjcqY3igwH
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The girl finally turned her unnervingly direct gaze on him. "You're the only one I see complaining about the price." Her tone was flat, almost challenging.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡce0wXGWsp4
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"Because I might be the only one in here!" Eon countered, a spark of frustration cutting through his awkwardness.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN3AuCtsdXD
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"It should be higher!" she retorted, her voice gaining a hint of passion. She gestured dismissively at the book in his hand. "Look at the state of this junk! The binding is coming apart. The ink is faded. It’s practically historical. That’s a piece of this world’s history you’re holding. A silver is a steal." She sniffed, turning her attention back to the book she was holding. "Most range from one to fifteen silver. Take it or leave it. The exit is behind you."16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd29SZOjW56
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Eon stood there, stunned. He’d expected a quiet, perhaps kindly, old librarian. Not this sharp-tongued, pale guardian of overpriced paper. He looked down at the herb book in his hand. It was junk. But… it was also information. Something he desperately lacked.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvM7DpHhyY7
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He slowly put the book back on the pile. He didn't have fifteen silver to spare on a whim.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyzWUK5wXXq
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He stood for a moment, slightly dazed by the girl's abruptness, before the sheer scope of the place truly sank in. The shop wasn't just a store; it was an archive. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he began to read the spines of the books, the scrawled labels on the ends of sagging shelves.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbosN8bd4Qq
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The categories were endless. There were entire sections dedicated to Alchemy: journals filled with intricate diagrams of bubbling flasks and carefully pressed flora. Another aisle was labeled Botany, with sketches of plants he'd never seen, some glowing, some carnivorous-looking. There were practical guides to Animal Herding, Blacksmithing, Leatherworks, Woodworks, and even Masoning. It was a repository of every conceivable mundane profession in the game.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqVchi9I4Ho
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His pulse quickened as he turned a corner and found a shelf marked Combat Manuals. His hands almost trembled as he pulled one out. "A Beginner's Guide to the Longsword: Form and Footwork." Another: "The Art of the Archer: From Stringing to Loosing." He saw manuals for axes, spears, glaives, staves, shields, and daggers. Each promised to teach the fundamentals, the basic stances and swings that a starting class would get for free.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeOd9dMBQak
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He scanned the titles again, his hope rising and then falling. There were manuals for everything... except what he needed. Nothing on martial arts. Nothing on fighting with your fists. Nothing on gauntlets or unarmed combat. The one thing he could actually use was the one thing absent from the collection. It felt like a deliberate, final joke on his classless existence.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8mwDVY7Np6
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A little defeated, he was about to leave when the pale girl spoke up from her shadowy corner, not even looking up from her book. "It's free to read. As long as you pay the entrance fee and put it back exactly where you found it. Don't dog-ear the pages. Don't get slime on them." Her tone implied she had already seen and judged the state of him.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHgWczUDJ81
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Eon paused. Free to read. The entrance fee was twenty copper, a significant but not impossible sum for a session of unlimited knowledge. He looked around again, and the value of the place suddenly multiplied a hundredfold. He might not be able to wield a sword, but he could understand how it was made in the blacksmithing guides. He might not be able to use alchemy, but he could learn which plants were valuable. He was making his twenty copper back just by breathing the air in here.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8tSvR2CcrK
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He carefully slid the longsword manual back into its place and moved to the blacksmithing section. He pulled a heavy tome titled "Metallurgy for Beginners" and found a relatively clean patch of floor to sit on. He opened the book, the crisp scent of old paper filling his nose. Diagrams of ore veins, explanations of tempering temperatures, and lists of material properties filled the pages. It was dense, dry, and utterly fascinating.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPSydNBjFLK
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For the next hour, the noisy world outside ceased to exist. There was only the rustle of pages and the accumulation of knowledge. The pale girl, whose name he still didn't know, occasionally drifted past to re-shelve a book or light a strange-smelling candle, but otherwise left him alone. He was just another quiet fixture in her domain of paper and dust.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq82gBaKv2i
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When he finally stood up to leave, his mind was buzzing with information he had no immediate use for, but that felt valuable nonetheless. He carefully replaced the book, making sure it was perfectly aligned with its neighbors.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa0J1sqYTMa
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He nodded to the girl as he left. She gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod in return, her eyes still glued to her own book.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqiC5Lmgweh
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Stepping back out into the bright, noisy afternoon of Haven's Reach
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and then Add to home screen.